Dangerous - Chapter 10: Lose It
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Cookie sat at the end of the sink, breathing deeply as Coldren reached for his zipper.
"Wait." He says, taking his hand before he could advance any further. Coldren raises an eyebrow and questions,
"Is something wrong baby?"
"Um." He shakes his head, fake smiling as he continues,
"No everything's fine. I just... I just really want you." Coldren smirks and pulls his pants down so his batman briefs where partially showing.
"Seriously? I thought I told you throw that underwear out."
"Come on baby, this is the only way to contain my Batarang."
"You are so weird-" Cookie is cut off by his boyfriend forcing his smooth lips on his. He squeaks but then sinks into the gesture, grinding his lower half against Coldren's.
He groans deeply as Coldren removes his mouth and starts to kiss and nibble the sensitive part of his neck.
"Ah! No don't do that! My parents got mad from the last bruise you caused." He whines. Coldren chuckles but he continues anyway, making sure that he didn't stop until Cookie started to squirm uncomfortably underneath him.
He licks his lips and whispers,
"Coldren..." before reaching for the hem of his own pants and pulling them down.
Suddenly, a beeping noise comes from the back of Coldren's pants. He retrieves his phone from his back pocket and realizes that it's Jason texting him.
"Who's that?" Cookie demands, a little annoyed.
"Oh it's just Jason. Don't worry, I'll text him back quick."
"You guys have been hanging out a lot lately. I'm starting to get the impression that you like him more than me." Cookie crosses his arms over his chest stubbornly.
"What, no. I already told you we're just friends. "
"Sure. Whatever, I'll just wait in the car then." Cookie begins to get up from the edge of the sink, but Coldren stops him by grabbing his arm.
"Whoa whoa, wait okay? I won't text him back if that's what you want." He hugs Cookie from around his waist before continuing,
"Stay baby. It'll just be you and me."
Cookie smiles and answers,
"Hm, fine. I'll stay. Now, where were we?"
There lips both interlock and they start to groan once again.
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"Take off your pants!" Jeremy seethes, trying to grab on to the hem of Jason bottoms. Jason keeps dodging and running around the room, getting humongously uncomfortable.
"Stay away from me!"
"If you don't then I'll just send the pictures." He unlocks his phone threateningly as Jason eyes widen.
His face turning red, Jason yells,
"What is wrong with you! What kind of sick and twisted-" Before he can finish, however, Jeremy runs towards him and grabs the little loops on his pants, accidentally falling and bringing Jason down with him.
"What the absolute hell, get off of me!" Jeremy awkwardly is on top of Jason as he still tries to pull down the belt holes of his pants. Alcohol blurred his sense of reasoning and logic, so this seemed completely normal at the time.
Just then the bedroom doors swing open and in comes Roofie, before having a look of curiosity and now one of complete confusion.
" Roofie?" Jeremy blurts, rolling off of the football player.
"How did you knew where I was ?"
"I used your snapchat... You g-guys are a thing now?" She says, her voice cracking in varied places.
Jason shakes his head vigorously before adding,
"Oh hell no! No, I would rather suck my own di-"
"Shut up! Roofie, we were just... This isn't how it looks like okay? I was trying to take off his pants.."
"Why? Why would you be doing that when you guys aren't together huh?" Her eyes begin to water and her voice trembles.
"Y- you didn't even invite me to this party. You didn't even text me at all yesterday! Like why can't you stop being a asshole for just 5 seconds!"
Even though Jeremy did feel a little bad for not contacting her all of yesterday, he still needed his space and he hated when people called him a asshole.
"Oh yeah? Well why can't you stop being a stalker then? Like you literally followed me here through my snapchat!"
She huffs and seethes,
"Because I needed to tell you something important but you didn't answer any of my phone calls. And now I see why."
She shakes her head and pointed to Jeremy.
"I should've known you liked him. You wouldn't shut up about him this week. I-I was still f*****g too late."
One of Jeremy's eyebrows rose as he inquires,
"What are you talking about? And no, you are seriously wrong. Like who would even want to date this shithead?"
"Apparently your girlfriend." Jason coughs, earning a death glare from the other male.
"You mean my ex girlfriend, which means you're basically seconds."
"Stop it!" Roofie demands, folding her hands into fists before continuing,
"I still always liked you Jeremy. Like every day I wanted to ask for us to be together again because my life is going to s**t and your the only one that makes me happy! But each time you get with another person and I'm too late."
Jeremy lowers his head in confusion and scratches the back of his neck, not knowing how to respond.
"Um, look Roofie. I-I don't think we make a good couple. I mean the past is in the past right?" He mentally slaps himself as a tear slips down her face.
"Look you're a really good friend and beautiful, you can find someone who will date you."
Jason once again coughs and whispers,
"Asshole."
"If you don't shut the f**k up Jason, I'm going to-"
"No stop." Roofie cuts off Jeremy before he can continue and stammers,
"You're right. I'm not pretty enough or rich enough for you right? You think you can just throw me away like all the other girlfriends you had? Well you know what? f**k you! I don't ever want to see you again."
With that she stormed out of the bedroom, not leaving any space for Jeremy to say something.
He sits down heavily on Jason's bed, groaning to himself at what just happened. Did he really just lose his best friend?
"So, do you think that you can leave because I have a headache today and all of this has been weird enough as it is-" Jason starts, but is cut off by Jeremy moving his head forward and throwing up all the contents he had drank and ate earlier.
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